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ok, i'll tell my story, but i still want sadistikdreams to tell his....
well my mother became friends with this guy we'll call tom. my mom and dad had been experiencing some rough times relationship wise, and my mother was spending more time than she should have been with this "friend". well shortly after that, my mom and dad separated and mom took all five of us girls to new mexico with her, where we lived down the street from her brother and his family. so tom went with us. he wasn't living with us, but living nearby and saw us all the time. he was a creepy guy who practically lived out of his van....had a son who was a bit older than me but who definitely wasn't as creepy as his dad.
anywho, so this guy was also an artist, and he usually bartered with people for things he wanted, using his art for payment. i remember he took us all out to eat at pizza hut one time (my mother insisted she didn't have enough money to eat out that night being a single mom with 5 kids), and he insisted that he pay. so when we were done eating and it came time to pay, he brought in some of his art and tried to convince the manager to accept it as pay. well the guy didn't want to accept it, but tom made him feel sorry for us, said we were starving kids, etc, so the guy finally agreed. that must've been so humiliating for my mom and sisters, but i hardly noticed because i was only 5. so as time wore on tom got tired of dealing with 5 children, and he once tried to kill me when we were on an outing at the top of a very high cliff...he held me over the edge and it happened to be a time that my dad was visiting and he saved me....
this guy many times told us he was into devil worshiping and making himself disappear and creepy things like that....but young kids dont know exactly what to believe...needless to say we were spooked.
when my mother and father got back together, tom started doing weird stuff like following us all the way back to texas, following my mother around when she went to work, etc.....
out of "friendship" he built a knee high rock wall around our house and a rock porch, along with a huge wooden sign with a cool carving on it that hung over our threshold. on one incident where he was stalking my mom, my dad called the police on him and i guess he skipped town.....we found out he was already a wanted man in many states and that if we saw him again, we were to report it immediately.
well then not too long after that a friend of my dad's who was a devout jew came to our house, and upon seeing the wooden carving over our door refused to enter our house till our dad took it down and broke/burned it. he said it was one of the worst kind of jewish curses and the rock wall and porch were cursed too.
not to say i believe in all that, but honestly it would take another long post to tell you guys all the freaky things that happened in that house ever since my dad took that sign down and broke down the rock wall.
i know this may all sound like crap, but thats my personal experience....
and you can believe it or not believe it...
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